Drunken little white lies.
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And nothing more was said.
He made me a cup of tea. ‘Thank you, Earl Grey,’ I said, and kissed him on the nose. He regarded me seriously, and asked, ‘If I’m the Earl, then which tea are you?’
Now I hear Bon Iver plucking guitar strings and murmuring lyrics for a new song. ‘Little honeybush,’ he sings. ‘Honeybush, honeybush tea.’
These are hilarious.
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Tomorrow I’m going to make Bakewell pudding and Homemade Limoncello.
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I like the advert for the song.
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I’m pretty sad this shop has closed.
Where else can I buy shit for really cheap?
And the new graffiti on the front makes it even sadder.
Sleep well Anarchy Records.
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